them They choose their own fare who say no There's some ugly little dreams For pretty girls to buy It's enough to make you mad But it's safer just to
my love will live happy for ever more So naturally he sends you no more than this Lest he ruin your chance for eternal bliss What d'you mean you need love not money
: We are not true We are not pure We are not right O but still I'll steal to you at night Too selfish by half Too ugly by far But when your songs have
now this place could be Anytown Can't forget and won't forgive The places we've been forced to live Sticks and stones may break my bones But rather that
in Christmas town A young girl rests her tattered head And the festive lights shine down And if she were a kitten Someone would take her home But
girl Grew up and wanted to change the world Will heaven echo back my plea Or cast it as a curse on me. Do you want to get on in this beautiful country girl
: Who would be born into a mans's man's man's world? But what do children care For grown ups' despair A house can hold both boy and girl But every mother
: There's a Belfast girl I loved and lost On the rolling hills around my home Now she stays home nights behind locked doors Since a plastic bullet
: Hush your mouth now honey mine Have you been waiting all this time To so loudly disagree Kick the feet from under me Did you come here to shoot me
: Narrow streets breed narrow minds and Care for king but not for kind ItA?A?s a short hop to a long weekend when every move you apreehend YouA?A?ll
Narrow streets breed narrow minds and Care for king but not for kind ItA?'s a short hop to a long weekend when every move you apreehend YouA?'ll never
There's a Belfast girl I loved and lost On the rolling hills around my home Now she stays home nights behind locked doors Since a plastic bullet stopped
Hush your mouth now honey mine Have you been waiting all this time To so loudly disagree Kick the feet from under me Did you come here to shoot me down
Who would be born into a mans's man's man's world? But what do children care For grown ups' despair A house can hold both boy and girl But every mother